Things left behind

I miss my yoga teacher Ana Paula in Campo Grande

Who speaks slowly to make sure

I understand her Portuguese

Who talks about breathing deeply

And making space

Accepting

At our morning class at 8.30am on Rua Sergipe

Who puts her hands on my back and push it towards my stretched out legs

Respira

Respiraaaaa

I hear her say behind me

And I breathe

Feeling my tense tendons

Deeper she says

And points at my rib cage

I breathe as deep as I can

Into the pain

In my hips

And hold back my tears

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